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Twisting On The Gallows Pole

Date: 11/17/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: blin18, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

around his body, I wrapped both hands around the base and held it like a sword, tilted up to the ceiling. For one perverse moment I almost made light-sabre sounds: humming and striking … You can't win, Darth. If you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you could possibly imagine . Maybe next time. Now came the bit I loved. I shut my eyes again to concentrate and holding my right hand at the base, I stroked ever so slowly upwards with the left, trying to guess when I would reach the end … now … no, now … my hand was still moving … no now … oh my God, I still wasn’t there! Finally I reached the head; my hands now so far apart that I was unable to comprehend that I was still holding two ends of the same extraordinary cock. Lord have mercy on me, it couldn’t have grown since last time, could it? My knees were shaking. Anticipation? Desire? Fear? I couldn’t tell. On legs of jelly I circled back in front of him, still maintaining a grip on the base. I came in close – my head only coming up to his chest – and released his erection, allowing it rest against my cleavage. The quarter-cup bra lifted my breasts and held them about an inch apart; his cock was thicker than that so it rested on top rather than nestling between them. This made for an irresistible opportunity to tease him. I rose up on tip-toes to get the swell of my breasts higher than his knob – I was just tall enough – and then as it fell back against the lace-covered underwire, I lowered back down. His ... thickness forced my breasts apart, sliding between them as they pressed back against the incursion. Bending my knees, I continued lower, bringing the head to my mouth and greedily licking the drop of pre-cum from the tip. With my hands on his hips and his shaft trapped between my swelling breasts, I took him into my mouth, just the head, and tasted him. I traced the shape of his knob with my tongue, sucking and compressing it only for it to swell back twice as large between my lips as he pumped his cock-muscles. I almost ruined our game by losing control; it would have been so easy to just give into temptation and slide that monster down my throat. Reluctantly, I straightened my knees and took hold of him in my hand again, withdrawing him from the warm channel between my breasts. To my delight (and his) the bra did its job and snapped them back into position with a delicious wobble. “Spin!” I called with a waver in my voice, and without bothering to resume our previous positions ( I know I couldn’t remember them) we began the final phase of Strip Twister. All previous rules were now utterly forgotten; this game had one goal only: to get as much erotic contact as possible. With each new move he tried to bring his cock to my mouth or breasts, and I tried to bring my breasts or pussy to his mouth. One or both of us would ignore directions from the spinner; we freely repositioned our hands and we placed knees and bottoms on the mat when we got tired. I don’t know whether anyone really ...